I have had a bad couple of days, a really special jacket that I bought DH for Christmas several years ago went missing and I knew most likely one of my stepsons had borrowed it as they were here at the end without many clothes as they rushed here. One of them has got it and is going to bring it back, but in the meantime I have turned the house upside down and flared up my fibromyalgia and there have been lots of tears.
I have got a slow puncture and can’t use my car till it is fixed and there have been numerous delays and now I am worried I won’t be able to fetch something for the funeral from the printers on Friday.
I also had a dream that DH was in a hospital hundreds of miles away and I had to go and fetch him home. I think that was probably triggered by seeing him at the chapel of rest on Sunday. My DD has been unwell and can’t come and my DS’s are working and I don’t think I will have anyone with me now till Sunday other than friends dropping in.